Second Opinion
I had this small idea before I went to bed last night, picking hairs I lost off of my pillow and the sheets lol. Basically, this is about hair loss and Alcina worrying that something is wrong.
One particular morning, you woke before Alcina had. Normally she was the first to wake up, but today was different.
You had told her the night before that you were expecting your period soon and that you had to run down to the village today to get some tampons. She approved of it, but she didnt think you'd go this early in the morning.
Sighing deeply, she looked over at your empty side of the bed. Her eyebrows furrowed while she sat up, taking a closer look at your side of the bed. It was basically covered in hairs!
Rubbing her hand over the pillow in circular motions, she soon had a small hairball she could pick up. The alarms inside her head went off.
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You were shivering when you stepped back into the castle, a small plastic bag in your hand. Peeling the coat off your shoulders, you made your way to Alcina and your bedchambers. Ever since you stepped out into the cold, you had longed to get back into bed with her and warm up beside her.
However, when you stepped in and called out to her that you were back, you weren't looking at one but two women.
"Y/n, dear. Lovely to see you." Miranda said, smiling softly as she stood before Alcina whom was sitting in her chair by the fire.
Looking at her surprised, you nodded your head. "You too, Mother Miranda. I am so sorry, I had no idea the both of you were to meet. I'll leave you both to it."
You said, hurrying to hang up your coat and tossing the bag over to the connected bathroom so you wouldn't interrupt any further.
"Actually, my dear." Miranda said carefully, coming over to you and placing her clawed hand on your shoulder as she looked down on you. "I am here for you."
Eyebrows furrowing, you looked at Alcina before back at the priestess. For you? "For me? Im sorry, Im afraid I dont quite understand."
Miranda turned her head to look at Alcina before turning back to you with a more serious expression.
"Alcina fears that you might be sick, little bird. Let me do a couple examinations to make sure that you are not, alright?"
"What?" You spat with shock, looking past Miranda and at Alcina. "Alcina! Why on earth would you call Miranda?? I am perfectly fine!"
"Are you?" Finally turning her head to you, you saw the tears on her cheeks and redness in her eyes. "You are losing a lot of hairs. Do you know why people lose hairs? Cancer!"
You pout at her while walking past the priestess and over to your girlfriend, taking her hand into yours and offering a smile.
"I am not sick. Nor do I have cancer, Alcina. Everything is okay."
"Then please, allow me to do some tests to make sure of it."
Turning to miranda with a sigh, you hesitantly nodded. "Fine, okay."
"Fabulous!" She beamed, wings fluttering as she stepped over to you and waved her hand at you. "Take off your clothes."
Your face dropped in not even a second as you looked at Alcina once more, the shock not to miss on your face. She just shrugged, nodding.
"If it requires you taking off your clothes..? It's just Miranda, dear."
"Unbelievable." You mumbled, beginning to undress your upper half before standing before her bare chested. "That's all you'll get."
With a small nod, she pulled off her talons off her fingers before reaching for your breast.
"This is so AWKWARD- Jesus!" You yelled, stepping back from the winged woman and rubbing your breasts.
Alcina leaned forward, her eyebrows furrowed with worry. She looked like she might cry again.
"Did that hurt?? She barely touched you-! Oh god, Miranda, she's going to die, isn't she?" She said, looking to her mother and breaking out into another row of sobs.
"Alcina," You said softly, trying to keep composure. "I am fine. She has very cold hands." You said, glaring at the blonde. "You know my breasts are sensitive.." You mumbled, lowering your arms again.
"Oh, apologies." Rubbing her hands together to warm them up, she stepped towards you once more.
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"Well, good news." Miranda said while walking back into the room, Alcina clutching your hand tightly.
"Y/n is not sick.... as she tried to tell us. She just.. has a lot of hair and seems to lose just as many."
Turning to your lover, glaring at her, you fake smiled at her.
"I told you so. How about next time you refuse to eat, I will call Mother Miranda and we can wait and see what she shoves down which one of your openings."
Alcina grimaced, mumbling a few apologies. You chuckled while pressing a kiss to the back of her hand.
"It's alright. I know you were just worried. But please, talk to me first before you call Miranda to fondle my breasts."
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